I've been sitting on these for a while, but I hit 50 the other day and was -finally- able to roll the last two up. So, here they are. These are a
group of characters, some of which don't exist yet save in concept, that I've got an elaborate backstory and story arcs and everything else all
planned, and can't seem to write it. >_<
Enjoy!
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Primal chaos, bestial rage. The fury of one who is chained by those weaker than him. Anger, hatred, fury... these are all mine to hold. To control, to
channel... with which to wreak my vengeance upon those deserving of it.
I am the Flamebinder.
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Logic and reason, madness and insanity, coupled in an unholy embrace. The wintry chill of death, and freedom from the inexorable march of decay.
Preservation and punishment... these are mine to hold and control. Mine to adapt.
I am the Coldbinder.
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Stability and power, rough and unyielding. The weight of immensity, the determination that comes with incalculable eons of age, and the strength to move
mountains. These are mine to hold, with which I guard those weaker than myself, as is my duty.
I am the Earthbinder.
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Flexibility and freedom, denied he who owns them. The rage of storms and the playfulness of a spring breeze. Healing rains and lightning-filled skies.
All of these and more are mine to play with, mine to enjoy, and will never be his again.
I am the Windbinder.
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Depths of shadow and the inky blackness between the stars. I am nothing without my twin, as she is nothing without me. Fear and uncertainty and dreams and
hope; these are all mine, and more. Aided by another, I prevent the dark one from escaping, and am bound to his prison myself for all time.
I am the Nightbinder.
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Points of brightness amidst the black. The white-hot blaze that can be a soothing caress on the cheek or a terrible swift sword striking down those that
oppose me. I am nothing without my twin, and he would engulf all if it weren't for me. Serenity and peace and chaos and war; these are mine to hold,
though only with the help of a friend. I hold back the demon, and forever will I bear his mark.
I am the Lightbinder.
--sofaspud
--"Listening to your kid is the audio equivalent of a Salvador Dali painting, Spud." --OpMegs
group of characters, some of which don't exist yet save in concept, that I've got an elaborate backstory and story arcs and everything else all
planned, and can't seem to write it. >_<
Enjoy!
****
Primal chaos, bestial rage. The fury of one who is chained by those weaker than him. Anger, hatred, fury... these are all mine to hold. To control, to
channel... with which to wreak my vengeance upon those deserving of it.
I am the Flamebinder.
****
Logic and reason, madness and insanity, coupled in an unholy embrace. The wintry chill of death, and freedom from the inexorable march of decay.
Preservation and punishment... these are mine to hold and control. Mine to adapt.
I am the Coldbinder.
****
Stability and power, rough and unyielding. The weight of immensity, the determination that comes with incalculable eons of age, and the strength to move
mountains. These are mine to hold, with which I guard those weaker than myself, as is my duty.
I am the Earthbinder.
****
Flexibility and freedom, denied he who owns them. The rage of storms and the playfulness of a spring breeze. Healing rains and lightning-filled skies.
All of these and more are mine to play with, mine to enjoy, and will never be his again.
I am the Windbinder.
****
Depths of shadow and the inky blackness between the stars. I am nothing without my twin, as she is nothing without me. Fear and uncertainty and dreams and
hope; these are all mine, and more. Aided by another, I prevent the dark one from escaping, and am bound to his prison myself for all time.
I am the Nightbinder.
****
Points of brightness amidst the black. The white-hot blaze that can be a soothing caress on the cheek or a terrible swift sword striking down those that
oppose me. I am nothing without my twin, and he would engulf all if it weren't for me. Serenity and peace and chaos and war; these are mine to hold,
though only with the help of a friend. I hold back the demon, and forever will I bear his mark.
I am the Lightbinder.
--sofaspud
--"Listening to your kid is the audio equivalent of a Salvador Dali painting, Spud." --OpMegs